I'm scared of what the passing years are turning me into, Eroded and weathered from the weight of the world, This holiday doesn't feel like it used to, No longer young and innocent, I'm scared what the passing years are turning me into, Eroded and weathered from the weight of the world, This holiday doesn't feel like it used to, No longer young and innocent, Are you ready too dive right in, With me, with me? Are you ready too dive right in, With me, with me? Life is perfect But no as perfect as The idea of being lost with you Life is perfect But no as perfect as The idea of being lost with you This holiday doesn't feel like it used to, No longer young and innocent, Are you ready too dive right in, With me, with me? Are you ready too dive right in, With me, with me?